"Son of a bitch." Dean scowled, he was definitely going to be lip syncing now. But for the hell of it, he tossed his last one but didn't bother naming anything because it was a forgone conclusion he was screwed.

He put up his hands, "I give you are the winner." Dean smirked, "this time." There would be revenge he just didn't know how he was going to get her to lip sync and embarrass the hell out of herself.